Trials and Tactics

Ryoshu's consciousness surged back into existence like a sudden spark in the darkness of his mind.

Reality greeted him with an alarming suspension; he was neither floating nor anchored. The void around him lacked defining traits. It held no temperature, yet his skin prickled with an unsettling sensation.

He felt himself not aimlessly descending into what resembled the unfathomable depths of a desolate, silent ocean floor.

Time lost its grasp on Ryoshu. Was it moments, days, or years that had slipped by unnoticed?

The concept of time seemed elusive, its flow uncertain. Yet, amidst this temporal ambiguity, Ryoshu's consciousness persisted, a faint beacon in the vast expanse.

He attempted to exert control over his body, only to confront his complete helplessness. Not a limb, not a finger, nor even an eyelid obeyed his will. His physical form had been stripped away, leaving only fleeting thoughts and distant sensations behind.

Then, from above, a brilliant light pierced the murky depths,
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